Richard Strauss: Found (Marcus Farnsworth)
I was walking,
in the wood alone,
and intended
to look for nothing.
In the shade I saw
a little flower growing
gleaming like stars,
lovely as eyes.
I was going to pick it,
when gently it said:
“Must I be picked
to wilt and die?”
I dug it out
with all its roots,
took it to the garden
of my pretty home.
And planted it again
in a quiet corner;
where still it grows
and continues to bloom.
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- 29/10/2009
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- Wigmore Hall International Song Competition
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